Tonight, words fail me. I’ll be keeping this one short so I don’t need to keep reliving that moment again in my head.
What happened tonight was the most sickening experience of my life (apart from granny being ill in hospital but you’ll know all about that by the time you read this).
You were out for a cuddle with mummy and daddy and we were all having such a nice time with you and those big bright eyes and then it happened. You coughed like any normal baby would then all the alarms started going off. Your pulse dropped below 50 and your oxygen saturations were below 15 instead of your usual 100. You tried to cry but there wasn’t enough oxygen circulating around you and you just kept making these tiny noises.
The nurse quickly put you back in your incubator and hit the emergency button. Before I knew it you were completely blue from head to toe. 7 or so people were round your incubator and they pulled the screens round you so no one else could look in.
They cranked up your oxygen and pressures and had the bag out to resuscitate you. For the first time, I genuinely thought you were gone.
Once you came round you were fine. You cried for a while since you have yourself such a fright. Had a feed later and were fine. Then it happened again.
You’re fine now.
My heart. Is breaking.
I’m positive I will never be the same person again. I’ll be stronger that’s for sure but emotionally I feel like a different person.
I feel numb. That’s about it. Numb.
No one should EVER have to go through this.
The sick babies hospital still doesn’t have a bed for you but they are hopeful for tomorrow. You NEED to be at that hospital ASAP. I can’t ever see that again. Ever.